Guess I'm getting old

Snap crackle pop

Think I'm getting old

Least that's what

I've been told

Hair getting gray

My beard to

Yes I'm getting old

What can I do

My memory is fading

This is true

Guess what now

I can't remember you

Guess this happens to us all

Now I'm just old

If I may say so

If I may be so bold

Call me lazy

You can call me crazy

But I must be getting old

Because things are a little hazy